Chapter Forty Eight
As soon as I get in the room I get out of my dress and head straight to the shower and all I can think about in there is robbing and again and I embrace it. I am making sure to keep him on my mind. If anything it is only going to do good and if it is going to do Robyn good, and it will definitely do me good in the end, even if thinking about it might not be the healthiest thing for me to be doing.
At the moment, I find myself replaying memories of when he was born, when our mother made her last mistake, or so she would consider. I considered it a blessing, even though I did not want that kind of life for Robyn. I did not want the kind of reputation that being a son to our mother had.
I was happy to have somebody to nurture, to have somebody to keep away from the tor
